"Hehe, youth is great, such stamina is impressive," Mu Wanxin said with a smile, glancing at Shen Wenxuan.
Shen Wenxuan lovingly ruffled her long hair and smiled, "Naughty."
Even An Ran, slow as she might be, understood what Mu Wanxin was hinting at. Her face instantly turned red as she looked at Mu Xingfeng helplessly, hoping he would say sothing.
Mu Xingfeng took the half-drunk water cup from An Ran’s hand, finished the remaining water in one gulp, and disdainfully glanced at Mu Wanxin, "Do you think your little brother is that useless?"
An Ran: "..."
Well, that explanation made things worse.
At this mont, Grandma Mu and Old Mr. Mu ca down from upstairs. Seeing the four young people, they couldn’t hide their smiles.
Grandma Mu first noticed An Ran’s red face and nose, along with her exercise outfit similar to her grandson’s. She frowned, "Xingfeng, why did you take Ran out for a run again? It’s so cold, look at her red face and nose. Ran is a girl; you can’t treat her like you do with those rough soldiers."
Mu Wanxin twitched at her grandmother’s words. Ran’s face wasn’t red from the cold; it was obviously red from shyness.
However, as the eldest sister, she couldn’t say anything more. Ran had thin skin, teasing her was fine, but saying more might upset her little brother.
"That’s right, Xingfeng. Ran is still young. Take it easy and don’t wear her out," Old Mr. Mu chid in.
An Ran was secretly delighted to hear the elders say this. God knows how cruel it was for her, a night owl, to wake up early for training with Instructor Mu every day.
Mu Xingfeng nodded obediently, "I know."
Yet in his heart, he sighed. Wear Ran out? There’s no way she could be worn out.
Even though he took her for morning runs and training every day, she used to do well. But now, if she gets tired, she just refuses to take another step.
If he’s a bit stern with her, she’d start to act cute and coy, and he just couldn’t resist it.
Seeing her pitiful tired face, he just couldn’t harden his heart.
What is love in this world? It’s truly one thing overcoming another.
Who could have imagined that the Cold-faced Yama, Mu Xingfeng, known on the training field, would be like this when training his little wife?
After the family had breakfast, Mu Zhenzong went to work, and the others were chatting in the house when a servant reported that Feng Jingjing had co to play with the eldest miss.
"She still has the nerve to co?" Grandma Mu said angrily.
Upon hearing this, Mu Wanxin’s eyes also flared with anger. If it weren’t for Shen Wenxuan’s strong willpower and An Ran’s prudence yesterday, her engagent party would have been even worse.
Feng Jingjing had known her since junior high, and she always treated her like a sister. But she dared to do such a thing at her engagent party.
And she had the nerve to say it was for her own good? Setting up her fiancé for her own good? Disregarding her reputation for her own good?
Did she really think Mu Wanxin was that easy to fool?
"Grandma, you and Grandpa should go upstairs and rest for a while. I want to see Feng Jingjing," Mu Wanxin said.
Grandma Mu nodded. No matter how much she disliked it, it was ultimately the children’s business. She and Old Mr. Mu were helped upstairs by the servants, and He Yushu also returned to her room.
Since the matter involved An Ran as well, Mu Xingfeng and An Ran naturally stayed behind.
The room was left with the four of them for the mont.
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